Housekeeping. Yes, I know. I’m not very good at daily entries.
Woke up after a short night of sleep and shuffled into the kitchen. The coffee pot happens to be by the kitchen window and is the first thing I try to see clearly in the morning. I was interrupted in this pursuit when I heard myself yelling…NO! NO! AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGH!!!! Realizing too late that I was the one making that noise and the boys were looking at me funny, I had turned to explain. Before I could, David does the same thing. The snow got us. We are both ready to ride our bikes full-time.
Later, I start cleaning out the garage and organizing the 3ft pile of miscellany near the door. Well, I’m vacuuming with my trusty shop vac and I turn to go over this spot I’d just cleared and there it was again: a classic horror movie scream coming out of my mouth. Then of course, I laugh at myself for being so silly. Lucas comes running to the door wondering what was up. I shoo him away. It’s only a very large, very dead shrew on the ground. I knew I’d been smelling something the last few weeks and even hunted around for one and couldn’t locate, so thought I was just being weird. No. I muster up a piece of cardboard to flick it into the trash and its really dead. Like semi-solid dead. Oh, except when I turn it over and six little beetles crawl out of it’s mauled belly. Nice. Good times. I heart my shop vac though; sucked those beetles right up. Yeehaw!
Well, every other day works…. and ew on the shrew and beetles.